Emi's 2nd Pregnancy #19 - Summer Issues (W42)

Anooother fan-entry, this time the idea and the story written by Sturmgershutz, actually one of our patrons! Emi sure brings the best out in people, huh? >;D Either way, I do really appreciate it. :)

Fancy folder with all angles

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Emi slowly lumbered her way out from the bedroom to the living room. Since getting pregnant a second time, moving about had slowly gotten more and more difficult for the young woman. Unfortunately for Emi she couldn’t just sit around in bed, as much as she’d like to. Matt had made certain of that by taking the fan out of the room in the mornings during this heatwave.

“It’s waaaaay too hot!” she moaned to herself as she moved her incredibly gravid body over to the couch which the fan was facing. “Finally,” she thought to herself as she pressed the button on top of the fan. Nothing happened. She pressed the button a few more times. Still Nothing.

“Oh come on! Not today!” she yelled in frustration as she slumped unhappily onto the sofa. Her immense and very sensitive breasts jiggled with the impact of her hitting the couch, eliciting a small moan from her. Emi had once again forgone donning any clothes at all but she at least had an excuse for it today other than nothing fitting her massive body (which she knew was not exactly true but the one giant dress she had to cover herself she didn’t find particularly enticing and she knew that it made Matt’s day easier knowing she was there at home, getting ever larger and wearing nothing at all). Of course, it only frustrated her further knowing Matt wasn’t home when they could be having more sex.

Emi sighed as she ran her hands over her greatly enlarged belly. Six big babies had taken her tiny body to its’ absolute limit. She wasn’t entirely sure how it was possible to get so big and she felt how stretched she was with every movement.  Her body had taken to hogging all the skin it could get and despite how much her belly was hogging it still found space to pack on a pound or two on the underside of her belly, which would look chubby on any less pregnant woman but on her it looked just as tight as the rest of her belly. Her huge tits had only grown larger and fuller with her pregnancy, to the point of being about as big, or perhaps bigger, as her belly with her previous pregnancy, her milk production having only increased further. Even her butt managed to fill out in a big way thanks to her increased appetite, looking far plusher than it ever had before.

Emi was simply too full and she loved every bit of it. She was full of milk and full of babies, an almost divine example of fertility. Emi poked her achingly taut belly, observing all the various stretch marks and veins that marked the surface of it, but there was absolutely no give at all. It was, however, very sensitive which caused her to giggle a bit.

For any other woman, they might have found being at such a great size to be distressing. Emi certainly had her moments but then the fact that she knew how massive and full her tits and womb were getting instantly turned her on. It also allowed for many wonderful  moisturizing sessions with Matt in the evening as he rubbed that wonderfully soothing cream into her overstretched belly. She felt herself getting a little flushed at the thought of them doing it tonight.

Emi was taken from her reverie as she felt a big kick at the side of her belly, followed by the usual release of milk from her full tits. With her skin stretched to breaking point, almost any movement from her growing brood caused her body to try and find release in the one place it could, by relieving her boobs of some of their stored milk. Emi relaxed a little as she felt the warm liquid run down her heavily engorged breasts. Bringing her hand to the front of her boobs she cupped a little of the leaking milk and brought it to her mouth.

“Mmm, Emi you’re so full and delicious,” she said to herself. As usual this lead to her fondling her boobs, drawing out more of that white gold and feeling some of the pressure on her body leave. “But, fuck, it’s just too hot…” she said, wiping her sweating forehead and unintentionally rubbing some of her warm milk into it. Taking her hand away and looking at it, covered in milk and sweat, she had her an idea to try and relieve the heat. She scooped up some of the leaking milk and began splashing it over herself in a vain attempt at having it work as some kind of makeshift sweat. It felt wonderful over her stiff belly but it wasn’t working as much as she hoped at relieving the heat. Now she was just hot, covered in milk and frustratingly horny. “Ahh… maybe I should just go have a shower,” she thought to herself.

It took a few tries before Emi was able to get back off the sofa and the efforts had managed to wake all 6 of her children now, who eagerly tested the limits of her packed womb.

“Oh children please that’s too mu-” a kick to her lower region stifled the rest of that sentence as Emi bit her lip and moaned. The kicks caused her engorged tits to release even more of their payload across the floor. Sighing, Emi muttered to herself

“Well, I suppose a shower it is.”